Desert Beauties' First Summer
By Major Mike Powell III
It was that time of the year again: Summer has arrived, the sun and heat have come around again and thus, a trip to the Luluhawa Beach Resort was in order.
The Chaldea Master herself, Ritsuka-chan, had been waiting for this trip ever since she pulled that incredible, 1-in-a-million-chance double-summon of the Nightless Caster, Schera, and the very appropo Summer Nitocris.
The beach is where tanned Desert Beauties like them belonged and Ritsuka-chan dreamed every single night since that pull of seeing her two treasured Desert Beauty Servants seeing the beautiful white beaches of Luluhawa for the first time...and yes, she did also work her cute little butt off to Ascend Nitocris to have her in a beautiful one-piece, back-less white-with-red trim swimsuit by the time the trip took place.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard Ritsuka-chan tried, no matter how many Servants of her family she tried to recruit for this...it was no use getting Scheherazade to don a swimsuit.
"The sun's harsh light could harm my skin and the water could wash me deep into the ocean and I'd drown and die..." Schera gave her signature excuse to a dismayed, near-tears Ritsuka-chan, as the Nightless Caster knelt on the beach towel on the beach, with Nitocris right beside her with a little smile, as she used one hand to keep one half of her big, iconic cloak lifted and open while Schera used her hand to support the other half of it.
"Ahhh mou...Ok...Ok, Scheherazade. It's alright, I understand..." There was no spirit in Ritsuka-chan's voice and Nito gave an awkward chuckle.
"Come now, Sempai. It's Ok. Jeanne Alter-san needs our help with her new doujin. We should go see her," Mash said to remind and also desperately try to get her beloved Sempai and girlfriend's attention away from Nito's swimsuit-clad body and Schera's spectacular, exotic beauty clad in her intricate blue-with-gold and transparent-cloth outfit, and onto Mash's own beautiful body that was clad in a bold black micro-bikini.
'Mou, Sempai...I'm embarrassed enough as it is! Please, look at meeee! Da Vinci-chan made this bikini for me to keep your attentionnn!' She lamented within her thoughts.
"Ok, Mash. Ok. let's go." Ritsuka-chan hung her head low in pure defeat, with Mash sighing softly as she held the redhead's hand in hers, their fingers intertwined, walking back to the hotel.
"Master does her best, Schera, heehe~" Nito said softly and she scooted a bit closer to her sweet, beautiful, precious friend and fellow Desert Beauty, who looked back at the little Pharaoh and let a little smile curl her lips.
"I know that. She did her best to get me to divulge my name to her...but...Nitocris? There's another...reason I wanted to stay here, with you, under your cloak," Schera's incredibly soft, fragile voice was like a caress for Nito's ears, both her regular human and "bunny" ears. Nito blinked twice and found herself blushing for reasons beyond her.
"O-Ok? What...might that reason...be?" Nitocris' blush got deeper, painting her dark cheeks a shade of brown darker as suddenly, the Nightless Caster scooted ever closer to her, her forehead pressed gently against Nito's, the Pharaoh's amethyst eyes getting lost within the suddenly-intense emerald gaze of the Persian storyteller.
"I...wanted to be close to you...even closer...I feel so safe when I'm with you, Nitocris..." Schera uttered softly, her breath tickling Nito's lips.
"S-Schera...o-oh my goodness..." The Pharaoh breathed and then, she gasped softly as the Persian's wrappings-clad palm caressed her cheek.
"I want to feel more of this feeling...I love it, the safety I feel here...let me be closer, please," Schera cooed sweetly and her voice tugged at Nito's every heart string. "Let me...tell you a story...a passionate, intimate...story."
And as Scheherazade's lips made the final approach towards the mesmerized, lovestruck Nitocris' own...the two ladies let their hands drop from the Pharaoh's cloak and meet each other, their fingers intertwined on pure instinct.
Thus...just as their lips met, just as a sweet little moan escaped Nitocris right on contact...the Pharaoh's signature cloak fell over the two Desert Beauties to protect their tender intimacy from prying eyes.
A tale for Scheherazade and Nitocris' ears alone, indeed.
~The End~
Thanks to YuriChan220 for asking me to write dis piece based on a picture yet again~ They're so beautiful and precious, aren't they? Nitoa and Schera. "O" They're so~friggin' made for each other, oh my goodness, wouldn't you folks agree? :3
Happy 300 to me, too. LOL 300 stories in 6 years...my goodness. LOL
Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed the tenderness of Nito and Schera~ "O"
Seeya'll next time on that 301. LOL
Semper-Fi! Carry on!